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I thought the hardest part about loving someone with dementia is them slowly forgetting who you are.
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As the tired old man was sitting on the bench, his grandson told him to look at the squirrels running around, so he asked where they were.
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Poor and alone, he’d worked two jobs all his life and had constantly set aside books he’d heard would be good to read “someday.”
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